Katinka Crnčević ( "That's 'Churn-sher-vitch', thank you.") is in a bit of trouble. There are things you are not supposed to do while pretending to be a responsible young adult. Getting drunk and going all alone on a hiking trip that leads you through a dark and ominous forest in a foreign country - just to spite your Ex - is probably one of them. Especially so, when you have never been hiking before. So Katinka has no-one but herself to blame when she manages to get lost in the (quite aptly named) "Black Forest" in southern Germany. It probably isn't her fault, that she also ends up being chased and tackled by an enormous, shaggy bear - who promptly turns into an equally shaggy, unwashed and overgrown guy (well, that last bit might have been kind of her fault), who is rather a little too pleased to meet her. After all, there are no bears in the Black Forest. And it's really just bad luck that this unfortunate event causes her to be dragged straight into the world of Fairy-Tales, where she is suddenly faced with Magic and Curses, Fairies, and Dragons, Psychologists, Elves, Wizards, Princes, Queens, Germans, and - all in all - more Attractive Males than anyone should have to put up with. All of that probably wouldn't be so bad, if it wasn't for the fact, that she is also apparently being stalked. By a bear.

A macrophilia-themed short romance based on an idea by @ElisaGrim https://www.wattpad.com/293361665-teasers-ideas-inspiration-an-open-collection-for Contains scenes of a sexual nature. You have been warned ;)

"Nᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇɴ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴠᴇʀsɪᴛʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ's ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ." ― Aʙʀᴀʜᴀᴍ Lɪɴᴄᴏʟɴ ❉❉❉ When you are 5 inches tall, who can you trust? Bᴇɴɴᴇᴛᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ mean her no harm when he discovers a tiny young woman in his kitchen, but faced with something he never believed possible, he now finds himself having to fight an inner battle to suppress a whole host of strange new impulses and desires. He wants to do what is right, but when you literally hold the life of another in your hands, it just seems so easy to do what you want instead... Aɴᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ Bennett must yet discover if he is Man or Monster, Martin is running for his very life trying to escape his former captor, only to suddenly find himself at the mercy of a stranger... ❉❉❉ A ʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴛɪɴʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ has been living their lives on the fringes of the human world. They don't remember where they came from, or how they lived before. Only one thing is certain: Their society is falling apart. Tʀɪʙᴇs ᴀɴᴅ families are split by accidents, never to find each other again, others get lost, with no way of returning home in a world that is too vast for them to conquer on their own. Fᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇ, revealing themselves to humans and relying on the help of those gigantic creatures might be the only chance they have. For others ... not so much. Tʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴇᴇᴍɪɴɢʟʏ ᴜɴʟɪᴍɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ. Enjoy! [FULL AUDIO will be included in future] - [WARNING: Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ]

I am Prince Laen Braed. If you are familiar with the stories of @LaDameBlanche, specifically The Dark Series, The Dark Prince etc, you will already know much of my story. These are excerpts from my diary beginning in 1842 shortly before my sixteenth birthday. I am doing this under protest as apparently it will be "good for me". I heartily disagree and hope you will leave well alone and not read a word and we can put this behind us. Anyway. Here it is. Do as you will. Laen.

~Gold Medallion Awards Winner~ IMAGINE WAKING UP ON A BEACH... Your clothes, or what remains of them, are close to falling apart and rotten. They look like they have spent years in the ocean. Your hair is far too long and so are your nails. You don't remember who you are. You don't remember what you are. Overcome by your instincts, you rip apart the first person you come across, which gives you a bit of a hint. So do the fangs. But.. Things seem weird. Something isn't right. You experience things you feel you should not, while other things you expect fail to happen. You are lost, confused... There is only one thing you know for certain: Real amnesia doesn't work that way.

"As I sat on the toilet, I realized how badass I was being. First of all, I (kind of) broke into Walmart; Second, I was (kind of) plotting to steal toilet paper; and third, I was doing all this while a hurricane was brewing outside." Ellie wanted a quick trip to Walmart to buy some toilet paper for her mom. A minute in, a minute out. Instead, she got locked in. With her secret love, of course.

Written when Wattpad had a 'What's Hot' list - a satire of all the cliche plots woven into one story line - Werewolves, adopted hot brothers, arranged marriages, vampires, fan-fic, gangster love, plus much more... it's a rollercoaster of a plot!

It's customary for Gothic romance novels to include a mysterious girl locked in the attic. Hannah Smith just wishes she wasn't that girl. As a narcoleptic and the companion to an earl's daughter with a strange affliction of her own, Hannah knows she's lucky to have a roof over her head and food in her belly when so many orphans starve on the streets. Yet freedom is something Hannah longs for. She did not, however, want her freedom to arrive in the form of kidnapping. Taken by handsome Jack Langley to a place known as Freak House, she finds herself under the same roof as a mad scientist, his niece, a mute servant and Jack, a fire starter with a mysterious past. They assure Hannah she is not a prisoner and that they want to help her. The problem is, they think she's the earl's daughter. What will they do when they discover they took the wrong girl? A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: When I set out to write the Freak House series, I wanted to put my own spin on the Gothic novels of the Victorian era. I've always loved their creepiness, the secrets, and the romance too, but I wanted to see the story from the perspective of the character that is often present but never the heroine - the girl kept in the attic. I hope you'll enjoy this trilogy as much as I enjoyed writing it.

He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

Ah, Borrowers! Don't we all know the stories? Those adorably quaint little people, living underneath the floorboards and traversing within the walls! And my word! Living off the crumbs that Humans leave behind and borrowing odd bits and bobs to use in quite unexpected ways - aren't they a plucky and bold little folk! Well, screw you, Human, Elliot would beg to differ. _________________________________ He is young, he is hot, he is educated - and he just stole your Wi-Fi-Password. Elliot is not about to take any condescending verbal bullsh*t from any human BEING (you just wait for his review of that story - he's going to take you apart one sentence at a time). Well, unless maybe it's from that Dude sharing his home. He's very much willing to accept quite BIG and HARD ..."words"... from that one, should he choose to THRUST them at him... But no matter how mindblowingly attractive, humans are still a scary and dangerous lot, and you can't just waltz out there, expecting to spend a Delightful Afternoon of Domination, Debasement, and Disgustingly Delicious Perversion, and then politely take your leave afterward. Elliot isn't an idiot after all, and he certainly isn't about to risk ending up locked in some cage and kept as a pet - (although... well, no matter!) only to discover that there is no fun to be had for his troubles - or at least, none that he'd approve of. But Elliot isn't about to give up on his passion, quite so easily. There is always a way. After all, what else is the internet for? __________ Beware, SMUT ahead. (If you hadn't guessed ;D )